And...yesterday I went to the doctor to confirm my suspicions...and found out that I am indeed,5 weeks pregnant!! I'm ecstatic and terrified and I will likely be a total monster during the next 9 months, so please forgive me. Expect somethings along the lines of, "Don't smoke in my general vicinity! Are you crazy?!" or "Don't you dare touch my stomach! Do you want me to break your arm?!" If you don't remember why, see this post. In a burst of optimism, I have now added a "pregnancy" label. Yay! (I'm very tired and my back hurts, so don't get angry that you didn't get a personal phone call. This is way easier.)
Normally, I wouldn't share this happy news with people until we reached that critical 3 month mark, but I've put everything else out here, so I might as well document the whole experience.
I'll get results from a progesterone test on Monday, but my doctor has me taking a supplement anyway since my levels were low during the last pregnancy. I have my first prenatal appointment (with a new obstetrician) on Tuesday, so I'm anxious to find out how we are going to go about keeping me sane during this process, especially since I have to quit my happy pills. I think I have Restless Leg Syndrome, which is very uncomfortable. That combined with the lower back pain that is pretty much constant, make me really nervous, but I'm going to try to be positive.
